Fire Emblem: To Challenge Fates

by RobertHawkinz

Hoshido, Nohr, or Revelations? Three young friends debate on which is better, but when they are taken to the land itself, will their will remain strong enough to commit to their side? Can they solve the mystery behind a new malevolent force, or will they be swallowed up in the Outrealm's leaking darkness? As familiar old foes ravage the lands, the world needs a hero...

25. Chester, Supports 1

Character Supports 1-Chester

Author's Note: This totally didn't take for-freaking-ever. Lots of supports as decided by the real life Chester himself on whom would support with whom. :3

Chester's Team

Chester, Jakob, Silas, Effie, Elise, Arthur, Cherche, Virion, Olivia, Ricken, Odin, Niles

All In Game Supports C-A

Chester-Jakob

C:

Jakob: Chester, honestly, can't you even clean your own room properly?

Chester: I literally sat down five seconds ago. We had a fight not just twenty minutes ago. The first thing you decided to do was come in here and criticize me over that?

Jakob: Well, I was going to comment on your lack of body care, but that struck a chord with me when I stepped in.

Chester: Jakob... You know, there are nice ways to ask someone how they're doing.

Jakob: I am being kind, milord. Otherwise, I'd ask you to get some exercise outside of battle as well. Our food rations are at risk, you know.

Chester: You tempt me with violence, dear sir. I challenge you; to a battle of wits.

Jakob: But sir, you are dangerously unarmed. The only way to handicap myself enough is for me to undergo a lobotomy.

Chester: Get out.

Jakob: I'm sorry, milord. I know better than to speak such truths. I'll see myself out.

B:

Jakob: Milord, I've come to discuss our last battle. I have something I'd like to say to you.

Chester: I swear to God, Jakob.

Jakob: Actually, I came to thank you. For saving me in that battle. Though I am normally much more battle ready, I slipped up, and put us at risk. Your risky defensive tactics helped us both out.

Chester: I mean, Silas was screaming to be used as a shield.

Jakob: Regardless, I must do better. I will be training, as is my duty. I just came to inform you not to hurt yourself while I'm away.

Chester: You know, you were so close to not making a snarky comment.

Jakob: I know. I nearly missed my quota today. I've been too nice with the others, lately. If I didn't bring them down like I do, they might not step up.

Chester: Is that your excuse? Being mean to them is how you motivate others? So that's why Flora threw away her own happiness and Felicia cries every time she fails?

Jakob: I didn't ask for your assessment.

Chester: As your lord, it's my duty. Lighten up, dick.

Jakob: ...If you wish, milord. I will restrain myself. Perhaps instead, I'll find something else to do with my time.

Chester: As long as you don't hurt anyone's feelings...

Jakob: I won't milord. Perhaps I'll enjoy some time with the Princess. Or that dancer we just acquired.

Chester: Jakob, I swear to-... He already left. Bastard.

A:

Jakob: I'm sorry, milord. Did you call for me?

Chester: Yes, I did. Now would you kindly stop sweet talking all the ladies in our army? We have a Laslow to recruit, after all.

Jakob: Ah, you're right. But is that all? Certainly you can't be hating me for gathering information on our allies?

Chester: Don't act like you're doing me a favor.

Jakob: Oh, is that so? Olivia is expecting you tomorrow at noon sharp. I offered to set the three of us up for a picnic adventure in a nearby clearing, and that I would call in sick. Unless you rather I join you...

Chester: Are you serious? You did that for me? After how mean we've been to each other?

Jakob: ...Milord, I know I'm a hard person to like. I'm unable to control my sharp tongue, my brutal commentary on those around me. That is why I take my duties as a butler so seriously. It's my one strength.

Chester: Not really. I mean, you're pretty hot, not gonna lie. You're smart, and you are aware of other people's feelings. You just need to chill.

Jakob: Oh. Excuse me, but have you replaced my boss? Usually he just growls at me when I'm honest.

Chester: This was a sweet moment. And you had to ruin it.

Jakob: Sorry, milord. I'm not one for sappy exchanges between coworkers. Ah, before I forget, I told Elise that you would be meeting her at the nearby town to go on a shopping date. Noon sharp, milord.

Chester: You son of a- He already left... Bastard.

Chester-Silas

C:

Silas: Ah, Chester, I came to speak with you. Apparently, Magnus, your horse... Well, he's been trying to break out. I've reinforced the gates holding them inside.

Chester: Good, good. Silas, I have a question for you, though.

Silas: What is it, Chester? Have I done something to offend you?

Chester: Offend me? No, not like that. It's just that you and Elise have been spending time together with the horses. Normally, I'd not mind, but I heard you might have had a hand in making her cry.

Silas: Well, to be honest, it was an accident. I just told her about my old horse, Donna. She was a beautiful gelding, a smart steed. The best I'd had; I keep her son, Avel.

Chester: Why did that make her cry, then?

Silas: The end of the story was tragic, I suppose. She was killed in a fight just before I was sent to join you. It's the only reason you beat me, honestly.

Chester: Excuse you, mate. I'd duel you again right now.

Silas: Oh, if you want... I'm up for a challenge. You get Magnus, I'll get my Avalon, and we'll meet at the courtyard, then?

Chester: We're doing it.

B:

Silas: Chester, please, speak to me. I'm sorry that I hurt you in our duel.

Chester: In. The. Groin. Those wooden swords hurt like a bitch, you know!?

Silas: To be fair milord, you were the one who deflected my attack there. I understand why, though. You were ferocious out there. I had thought you to be much more spineless than that.

Chester: Wow, that's kind of a mean thing to say out of the blue.

Silas: Sorry, Chester. It's typically what I expect from people like... Well, I don't mean to say it like that. I'm just worried that you care more for the Princess than our objective.

Chester: Silas, Elise is precious. She's a kind, wonderful person, and it's my duty to protect her. Surely you feel the same for Corrin? That's why you became a cavalier, right?

Silas: I suppose so. Do you really think we'll come across her?

Chester: Unfortunately, I do. We may have to fight her, and if that happens... Well, I won't be surprised if you decide to join her instead. I'm prepared for that. Just... don't die if you do.

Silas: Sir, you would really let me go?

Chester: Silas, I've been kind of mean to you. Maybe it's because I partially blame you for the death of my best friend, the Piff. But I do want you to be happy. Even if you can't achieve that with me.

Silas: Chester, you're a lot nicer than you let on, aren't you?

Chester: Tell anyone and I'll deny everything.

A:

Chester: Mothafucka killed my horse... Son of a bitch!

Silas: Chester, is that you out here? Isn't this... Right, you buried your horse here.

Chester: I'm still so mad about it. Magnus, he... He was a good horse, loyal.

Silas: I understand what it's like to lose a loyal steed.

Chester: Right, you mentioned it before. Donna, right?

Silas: Yes, Donna. My first horse. I became a man with that horse by my side, Chester. We fought off bandits, thieves, my rivals for Corrin's affection. Ah, good times.

Chester: Wait, you killed her fans?

Silas: What!? No, of course not. Wounding them was enough.

Chester: I like you more now.

Silas: Donna, she was a loyal one, that. She was killed by some of Garon's men, ironically. He let me go, though. Said the bloodshed impressed him. He had hired some former criminals to fight with me, and it just didn't work out.

Chester: You really loved Donna, didn't you?

Silas: Yes, my affection for her was well-known amongst my allies. They ridiculed me for it, said no one should love animals of war. That they're just expendable. But Donna, she understood me. When I was alone, she'd come to me and rub her head against my shoulder to cheer me up.

Chester: I didn't ask for these feels, Silas. But seriously... If you ever want to talk like friends, I'll be here. Unless I'm busy. Maybe. I don't know.

Silas: Awe, are you blushing, milord?

Chester: I will fight you right here.

Silas: I'm just kidding. I'll talk to you later, milord.

Chester-Effie

C:

Chester: Effie, hey. I came over to talk.

Effie: What for? Is it necessary? You tell me who to hit, and I'll hit them.

Chester: I'd rather we be friends, though. We both have someone that we care about in common together; Elise.

Effie: Elise... She's my best friend. I won't ever fail in my duty to protect her.

Chester: Then we agree. I don't want her to ever get hurt, either.

Effie: What motivates you? For me, it is our long history.

Chester: Well, she's... precious. She's adorable, and she's kind, and she makes me smile when I feel like the world's against me. Is it wrong for me to care about her?

Effie: If you try anything, I will break you.

Chester: U-understood. I never said that I was going to, though.

Effie: Just had to make it clear. Now, where is the mess hall? I'm yearning for some food.

Chester: It's over there. My wallet'll feel this one.

Effie: What was that?

Chester: I said enjoy as much as you want. As a sign of... good faith.

B:

Effie: Chester, I need to speak with you.

Chester: Yes, yes, I'm here! Not doing anything untoward, I assure you!

Effie: I came to thank you. Ever since Corrin was exiled, Elise has... She's succumbed to such sadness. It's painful for me to watch her cry. I feel...useless.

Chester: I... I knew she'd have been hurt by it. Poor Elise...

Effie: But now she's smiling again, as wide as before. In part, thanks to you.

Chester: I didn't really do anything, though. I just enjoy spending time with her.

Effie: I'm not sure what you have been doing, but it's pleasant to see her upbeat again. I was concerned for her health, but ever since we joined you... She comes to my room at night and talks excitedly of hanging out with Virion, or riding Minerva... But she's always the happiest when she talks about you.

Chester: Oh... Well, I'm flattered to hear that, but I've just been acting like the gentleman I am.

Effie: You should take credit where it's due, milord. I give you my thanks, in any case. If you have need, I will be your shield as well.

Chester: T-thanks, Effie. But I'd rather we be friends, first.

Effie: Alright. We'll try that, too. Want to get a bite to eat?

Chester: I just had a full meal, sorry. Maybe next time?

Effie: Then let's train. We need to burn off excess energy!

Chester: Eep...

A:

Effie: I'm sorry, Chester. I wasn't holding back enough, and I broke your entire hand...

Chester: We didn't even fight yet! It was the handshake before battle!

Effie: Still, it is a mistake on my part. I was the one who crippled you. Were the arena fight today, I'd have caused us a grievous defeat.

Chester: It's okay, Effie. You didn't mean to. I mean, I think so...

Effie: Well, I thought about that, too. I think it might not have been.

Chester: But whyyyyyy?

Effie: I think that I'm... jealous. With how happy you make Elise, sometimes I feel like I'm just a third wheel now. She still spends time with me, but I don't think I mean as much to her now.

Chester: Effie... Elise may care about others, and she may very well have gotten attached to me. But you and Arthur, you're her allies. You're her best friends, her family, even. You know that won't change.

Effie: Milord... You are kinder than I thought. Perhaps Silas wasn't joking.

Chester: I'll be back. I have a fight to win.

Effie: Chester... Thank you. For supporting Elise and I as you have. I'm thankful to have you as a friend.

Chester: Uh, well... Thank you too, Effie. I'm glad to have met you, too.

Chester-Elise

C:

Elise: Chester! Chester! I did it! I managed to use the fire tome you lent me right!

Chester: Awe, that's really good, Elise. I told you you could manage it.

Elise: Yeah! I'm ready to go on the front lines!

Chester: Well, hold on. I don't want you getting hurt. We need more practice before we send you off into fights.

Elise: But, Chester...

Chester: Pouting at me isn't fair. Effie and Arthur go through a lot to protect you, Elise. I want you to be happy, and to fight alongside us... I just want you to wait until you're ready.

Elise: Oh, I get it! You don't want me to just fight. You want me to save the day!

Chester: Well, yeah, think of it like that. When I can rely on you to be safe on your own, we'll test it out. But until then, let's try smaller steps.

Elise: Thanks, Chester. I'm glad you have faith in me! My brothers always treated me like a kid!

Chester: I mean, you kind of are... Elise, being patient is key to being an adult. Having to wait for something you want is essential to being responsible and mature!

Elise: I understand, Chester. I'll be patient. But I do want to help, I mean it! You better not be lying to me!

Chester: I'd never lie to you, Elise. I promise.

B:

Chester: Elise, I have to thank you. I thought that soldier had me, but you managed to save me at the last second.

Elise: Of course, Chester. I had to save the day, right?!

Chester: You did say you wanted to do that. And you did manage that quite quickly.

Elise: I had to, Chester. I mean, I didn't want to let you down!

Chester: Elise... Listen to me. You could never let me down, okay. Unless you married Silas. Then I'd be very sad. For you. And your loss.

Elise: Wait, what?

Chester: It's a joke. What I mean is... You're my precious cinnamon roll. Too pure for this world. Okay? I'll protect you, and even if you protect me... Even if you had to leave me for whatever reasons, you'd never let me down.

Elise: Chester... You really mean that, right?

Chester: Of course I do. I said it earlier, right? I'll never lie to you.

Elise: I know you mean it, Chester. You won't let me down, either! I know you'd never hurt me!

Chester: Yeah, ahaha... I'd never do anything stupid like that...

A:

Chester: Elise, what are you up to at this hour?

Elise: Oh! Chester! I'm sorry; I came out here to think. I like to sit on this log and watch the wild animals run by.

Chester: In the meat forest? I mean, there's no predators here... Except my teammates.

Elise: Chester, have you ever been in love?

Chester: Whuh-well... Why are you asking me?

Elise: I'm curious. I just wanted to know what you think about it.

Chester: Well, Elise. I won't lie. It's a scary thing, to love and be loved. They can hurt you or take advantage of you. But when you find the right person, the one that loves you back, the entire world comes to life.

Elise: You make it sound pretty. So you have fallen in love before?

Chester: I mean... Not where I could act on it. Just from afar. It was always unrequited.

Elise: Chester... If you love someone, you should just tell them. I know you're afraid to get hurt by others, that you hide yourself from them... But if you confessed to someone, I doubt they could say no.

Chester: Elise...

Elise: I mean it, Chester. Give yourself more credit. You're what keeps this team together, and you brighten up most of our days. I'm glad to have met you.

Chester: Okay, you're giving me emotions I didn't know I'd feel tonight.

Elise: Payback...

Chester: What?

Elise: Nothing, just a joke. Chester... Could you love someone younger than you?

Chester: Uh... Yeah, age isn't really all that important to me.

Elise: Okay, good. Make sure you take every confession seriously. Don't make a girl cry, now.

Chester: I...will do my best not to.

Elise: I'll be counting on you, then.

Chester-Virion

C:

Virion: Adieu! My hair's a mess! Chester, do we have any hair care products!?

Chester: No, Virion. Only the essentials. Nohr gave me barely any money to work with.

Virion: And this isn't essential? Presentation is important, especially for noblemen like ourselves!

Chester: I'm not a noble, though.

Virion: Oh, excuse me. I assumed since they left you in charge of the princess.

Chester: Actually, Garon is kind of just a dick.

Virion: Ah, your king, I take it? I dealt with Walhart for years. From a small town king to ruler of my entire country. It is depressing to see the world change, and with naught a thing for you to do.

Chester: I mean... I'm kind of glad I'm here and not back home. It's a complete train wreck. So yeah, this is... this is better.

Virion: An endless war engulfing the entire world, where we could die at any moment?

Chester: When you put it like that, it's the same. We just have less news coverage, here.

Virion: You are a strange man, Chester. I wonder if we'll ever see eye to eye.

Chester: We will, I think. You're not a bad guy. Just a bit stuck up.

Virion: Well, I say... I'm just a sweet-talker.

Chester: And I'm just a security guard...

B:

Chester: Virion, you need to stop!

Virion: What is it now, milord?

Chester: Hitting on Effie!? Do you want to die!? She will flatten you harder than a pancake, man! We're talking Cordelia level flattened!

Virion: I am just speaking with her as I do with everyone...

Chester: And that's a grave mistake. I want you alive, Virion. Even with your haughty attitude, I'm glad to have you around.

Virion: There you go, with the backhanded compliments. Are you sure you and Cherche are not one and the same?

Chester: I don't like wyverns as much as she does. Or Silas horses. I wonder if.. Wait, no... Questions for later. Virion, if you want to be a gentleman, that's fine. Just don't get hurt, alright?

Virion: Well, I will try my best. On the condition you do not hire a young dragon girl. I do not want to hide and be sought again.

Chester: Deal.

A:

Virion: Chester, I would like to thank you. You saved my skin. Perhaps I should have listened to you earlier...

Chester: You think? Effie broke that boulder in half!

Virion: Ah, but I like strong women. And redheads. And dancers, and mages, and even the odd Pegasus Knight or two.

Chester: If it has a pulse...

Virion: I remember though, my favorite story. I once met a young girl, a lass by the name of Ferris. She was such a beauty, a retainer of another countryman, someone I envied.

Chester: How cute?

Virion: Oh, the highest tier. I would have given life and limb for her. Until, alas, one day. I found the truth. 'Twas a man all along, and a very pretty one at that. The one time in my life I thought I might date a man. The second time was a war priest with golden locks...

Chester: I mean, the dick only makes it better! At least, I've heard it before...

Virion: I did not expect such a vulgar quote coming from you. You truly are not a nobleman.

Chester: I did say it before...

Virion: But you are indeed a noble man. I thank you for saving me, regardless. When I return to my home country of Rosanne, perhaps I will name one of my many offspring after you.

Chester: I... guess I'd be fine with being a godfather of sorts. Just make sure that we get out of this alive first, eh?

Virion: Of course. Virion is after all, the Archest of Archers!

Chester-Cherche

C:

Cherche: Chester, do you have a moment to talk?

Chester: Do I look busy? I just go to my private quarters and sit all day, waiting for someone to come and visit me. That's my life now.

Cherche: I am unaware if you are joking or not.

Chester: Same, fam.

Cherche: I just wanted to ask if you could rebuild my room. Minerva can't fit in the current one.

Chester: I... Get the materials, I'll get Silas and Jakob to help you. Just do it in the... south east corner. Save room for the lottery area.

Cherche: Oh, thank you, milord! I'm glad you are sensitive to my needs.

Chester: Someone here has to... Is that all?

Cherche: I think so, yes. Unless you have something to request of me?

Chester: If we ever have to take a vacation... Would you be willing to drop me off somewhere? I need to investigate it for research purposes.

Cherche: Certainly, if I'm available. What do you have in mind?

Chester: Just a small tribe of fluffies. Nothing more.

Cherche: O-okay, then. I'd be glad to pay you back.

Chester: Don't think of it like that. Let's try and be friends, okay?

Cherche: As you wish.

B:

Minerva: Rawr!

Chester: There you go, Minerva. It's nice, looks good on you.

Cherche: Chester, what are you doing?

Chester: I bought this nice black ribbon for her. In case you get lost in a group of wyverns fighting, I'd be able to spot you out. Plus, Minerva likes it. Don't you, girl?

Cherche: Wow, I didn't think anyone else could understand her. I'm actually impressed, Chester.

Chester: Well, I know Minerva a little bit, at least. I thought she'd look regal with this.

Cherche: Awe, Minerva, you do like it, don't you?

Minerva: Rawr!

Cherche: Well, Chester, I thank you for your kind gesture. I haven't seen Minerva so happy in a long while.

Chester: Yeah, I figured with all the crap we put her through, fighting against Valm and everything... Well, she needed some cheering up.

Cherche: You're quite sensitive to our needs, aren't you? Perhaps I misjudged you. I always thought of you as an incorrigible troll.

Chester: I try not to be. Always.

A:

Cherche: Chester, what is it you wanted to see me for?

Chester: Oh, Cherche! Thanks for coming. I got you something.

Cherche: Wait, what?

Chester: It's your birthday, right? I got you this.

Cherche: Oh, it's a ribbon. It matches Minerva's...

Chester: I got one for me, too. See? This way, we can remember our friendship whenever we see it. So if we get separated or lost, or we're ever in need of morale... We know someone out there wants to help us out.

Cherche: Chester... You're surprisingly thoughtful. Remind me to return the favor on your birthday.

Chester: I don't need anything. I just wanted to make today special. Birthdays weren't all that fun back home, so I thought I'd make the best of it.

Cherche: I know. To repay you, how about I cook us a meal? Minerva caught some delicious-looking roadkill earlier.

Chester: R-roadkill?

Cherche: Yes, some deer she burned a little too much. I'll see what I can salvage and put together.

Chester: Uh... Okay, that uh... Sounds great.

Chester-Arthur

C:

Arthur: Ow. To think I would make such a mistake serving in the name of justice...

Chester: Arthur!? Holy- Why are you bleeding!?

Arthur: Chester, my lord! I'm sorry you've seen me in such an abysmal state. I was off scouting for you when I encountered a young boy who needed my aid. He had a wolf terrorizing his sheep, and so I went with him to stop the savage beast.

Chester: And what went wrong?

Arthur: As we were making our way there, we were assaulted by bandits! I defended the young lad, but I managed to hurt myself in the process.

Chester: Did they hurt you? Do you need Elise's help?

Arthur: Actually, I tripped on a tree root and fell down the hillside. Into a river. The rapids carried me into some rocks, but I managed to make it out.

Chester: ...How even. How are you alive?

Arthur: Isn't that obvious!? I've been worn by my many battles for the weak and the needy! Something so trifling won't end my life that soon!

Chester: I didn't mean recently. I meant life in general.

Arthur: Oh, silly Chester! I always believed that someone is looking out for me. Besides, I have people to protect! Elise, for example...

Chester: I mean, you're not wrong. Just try to be more careful.

Arthur: Will do!

B:

Chester: Arthur, why is half of my castle on fire?

Arthur: Well, Chester. I was on chef duty today!

Chester: Why did I let you do this?

Arthur: I cooked us a hearty meal before the second fire, though. The bear meat was sinewy and tough, but a nice blend of tenderness as well.

Chester: The second fire?

Arthur: The first only took my eyebrows. Nothing to be concerned with. I could use some help putting this fire out now though.

Chester: I'll get the bucket.

...

Chester: Arthur... Can you not cook again?

Arthur: But Chester, I have to do my duties in this army the same as everyone else! Slacking off would be rude of me! The thought makes me shiver in disdain.

Chester: At least bring a cooking buddy with you next time. Safety in numbers and all that.

Arthur: That's a good suggestion. I think I will do that next time. If you excuse me, I have to help that boy with his wolf problem now. I promised.

Chester: Why do I feel like that guy's just crying wolf?

A:

Chester: Arthur, I'm here!

Arthur: Chester, if it isn't you of all people... You followed me here?

Chester: Of course I did! What if something happened to you!?

Arthur: Milord, you make me blush. These wolves, they weren't what I thought. They were... Wolfskins.

Chester: Damn it, Magnus. Keep your pets in line!

Arthur: Not the ones from the mountain, Chester. These went feral due to the dark magic seething into Nohr. We have to put them down!

Chester: Mercy killings again, huh? Just like Sam the dog...

Arthur: I don't know what you mean, but let's go forth!

...

Arthur: That was the last of them. I'm impressed, Chester. Your swordplay has improved greatly. You didn't even need your arrows.

Chester: Of course. I totally didn't forget them or anything. I planned this.

Arthur: I'm sorry for going renegade... I know that it endangers me and risks our entire team. It's hard for me to turn a blind eye to injustice in the world...

Chester: Arthur... I know it's important to you. It's fine if you want to be a hero. Just... Bring me with you. I don't want you getting hurt.

Arthur: Of course. I imagine Elise would be distraught to no end if I-

Chester: It's not about her, Arthur. I want you safe because I'd miss you. You're my friend, and I refuse to lose you in this war. Understood?

Arthur: My, Chester... You make my heart yearn for justice even more! Together, we shall change the world!

Chester: Yeah, buddy. One step at a time.

Chester-Olivia

C:

Olivia: Chester, is that you? What are you doing out here?

Chester: Oh, well, I heard from Ricken that you like to practice your dancing out here. Away from the others.

Olivia: Oh, h-he did? I knew I shouldn't have told him!

Chester: Actually, I wanted to practice with you. I used to dance myself, and I thought you might help me get back into it.

Olivia: Really? You were once a dancer?

Chester: Yeah, I was. I mean, not the battling kind. I ... Like you, I'm from a different world. I thought we might get along better because of that.

Olivia: I'm very n-nervous, but I'll try my best. I'd be glad to have a partner to work with.

Chester: It's okay, Olivia. I haven't done it in years. I'm pretty nervous about this, too.

Olivia: I'm sure you'll do your best. So uh... Let's try and begin, shall we?

Chester: Let's.

...

Olivia: Wow, Chester, you actually can dance pretty well.

Chester: I wouldn't lie about this. It used to calm me, back in the day.

Olivia: That's interesting to me. Can you tell me more about where you come from?

Chester: Uh... Maybe next time. It's not all that exciting, honestly. But I can't say no to you.

B:

Olivia: Chester! There you are! I wanted to chat with you again...

Chester: Olivia, hey! Glad to see ya. I've been tired out from the fighting, that's all.

Olivia: You've been pushing yourself pretty hard lately. I'm worried you might overdo it.

Chester: Well, if I do, you can reinvigorate me with your beautiful dancing. Every time you take the stage, I'm mesmerized by your sheer skill.

Olivia: Oh, I d-don't know if I'm actually that good. I mean, I just picked it up because I'm not useful in other ways.

Chester: Not at all. I think you're special. Kind, and sweet, motivating me to keep moving... You don't credit yourself that much.

Olivia: I didn't... Well, I'm flattered to hear it. So, Chester, I wanted to ask. What is your world like?

Chester: It's...vastly different. It would take days to explain. To say it, we could travel from here to the capital of Hoshido in a day, in a few awful hours. Sponsored by Delta Airlines. Giant metal ships in the air, cool stuff like that.

Olivia: Is it enjoyable?

Chester: Not at all. Life is a fucking nightmare! We have to deal with awful politicians and self-righteous assholes. It's like now, except we can't just stab them 'til they stop. Hell, criminals get away with their crimes more than here, too.

Olivia: That sounds pretty terrible. Isn't there anything to love about it?

Chester: You. Er, I mean... The entertainment they gifted us. Cool games and shows, books, all kinds of stuff like that. Excluding the heavy levels of salt in our waters and the fanbase, I'd say everything is looking up on that front.

Olivia: So that's why you took to dancing? Entertainment? I wish I could dance more for that, but with the world as it is...

Chester: We'll get the world to be peaceful. Even if we have to do it by force... We're not very foresightful, are we?

Olivia: Heehee! You're so silly... I do hope we can make peace, though. I'd love to live in a world where my children could be safe.

Chester: Don't jinx it... Anyways, let's practice some more, eh? Alright!

A:

Olivia: Chester? Is something wrong? You're not as expressive as you usually are.

Chester: Oh, it's nothing, Olivia. I just have things on my mind. Decisions I have to make...

Olivia: Regarding the war?

Chester: No. What I intend to do after the war... I've actually never given it any thought until now, but... I don't know if I'll be able to return to my world. Or... if I can stay here.

Olivia: Ah, I see. That place you mentioned, the Dragon's Gate. If it leads to the Outrealm, I can return to Regna Ferox. But you can't?

Chester: No, I can't. I came in a different way, and now that I've given it some thought... I'm scared. About whether I can actually get back or not.

Olivia: Well, if you can't return... You could come home with me. I wouldn't mind taking you back. It might not be the same, but at least you'd have a place to call home, right?

Chester: Come on, Olivia. You're going to make me cry with all that niceness.

Olivia: I mean that from the heart, Chester. You saved me, and I know you don't want me to repay you... I just want to help you in return. And if you left, I'd miss you.

Chester: ...Oh. Oh.

Olivia: Did I say something wrong?

Chester: No, you didn't. You said something I've wanted to hear... Olivia, I don't want to leave you either.

Olivia: Then let's think of a way we won't have to. Okay?

Chester: Yeah...

S:

Chester: Olivia? I wanted to tell you something.

Olivia: Oh? I haven't messed up somehow, have I?

Chester: Of course not. It's not about you. It's more about me.

Olivia: Are you alright? You're not feeling down again?

Chester: No, it's not about that. I've just decided that if I get to choose... I want to stay here with you. With my friends.

Olivia: R-really?

Chester: Yes. I mean, there are things to love about my world, but... Well, I have more incentive to stay here.

Olivia: I understand. I know it must be hard to choose.

Chester: Part of my choice though, it has to deal with you.

Olivia: W-with me?

Chester: I wanted to stay... with you.

Olivia: W-what!? Are you confessing to m-me!?

Chester: ...Yeah. I am. Olivia... I'm in love with you. With your smile, the way you move. The kindness in your eyes and the dedication you put into getting better. You inspire me, and every time I see you freak out or put yourself down, it reminds me of myself. And I want you to be happy.

Olivia: Chester, I... I didn't think you'd feel the... the same.

Chester: I do. So, Olivia... Will you marry me?

Olivia: ...Chester, of course I will!

...

Olivia: Oh, there he is. Chester stayed up with me all night. He must have fallen asleep. ... I wish I could tell him how I feel... No, it's fine. He wouldn't like me back...

Chester: ... Zzzzzzzzzzz... Of course...I... Zzzz...

Chester-Ricken

C:

Ricken: Chester, why did you stop me? My experimental potion was almost done!

Chester: Ricken, what did I say about casually making body augmentation potions without letting me know first?

Ricken: I don't need permission to make a growth spurt potion, Chester. It's not even that hard. Miriel showed me how to do it.

Chester: It's not about if it's easy or not. You shouldn't do things totally unsupervised. It's dangerous.

Ricken: Ugh, you too? Chrom said the same kind of things. He always treated me like a child.

Chester: It's not about treating you like a child, Ricken. It's about being responsible. If you can't even get that, you're not ready to be considered an adult.

Ricken: Don't talk down to me! You don't know what I'm capable of!

Chester: Slitting your wrist? Shooting up a school? ...I didn't say those things.

Ricken: And I'm immature.

Chester: Don't you smirk at me like that... I have a dark sense of humor. Look, the point is, I just want to know you're okay, Ricken. That's all.

Ricken: Fine, I'll let you know before I do something like this. Happy?

Chester: *Silence as Arthur runs by naked while wolverines, trained wolverines mind, chase after him* I'm never happy.

B:

Chester: Ricken. Why is there smoke coming from your room?

Ricken: Chester, it's fine. I just got an experimental new potion to work!

Chester: Didn't we talk about this? What did you make now?

Ricken: This is another augmentation potion. I thought I'd make this for a friend of mine. Rides a pegasus, things like that...

Chester: Oh... Oh. So what does it do?

Ricken: ...Do I have to answer that?

Chester: Yes.

Ricken: Well, in theory, it should-Ahh!

Chester: Ricken!

...

Chester: You make a pretty girl.

Ricken: Shut up! I'm creating the antidote now!

Chester: Awe, really? You're really curvy for a girl. Maybe Virion would fall for you, huh?

Ricken: I didn't want to become a curvy girl! I just wanted to be tall! This is all your fault!

Chester: I'll take responsibility.

Ricken: ...Go away. I have work to do.

Chester: I hope this teaches you not to do stuff on your own. This could've been a lot worse.

Ricken: Yeah... Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry.

Chester: I'm not.

A:

Ricken: Chester, I came to ask you something.

Chester: You better not be making another of those Busty Busty Potions again. I'll never forgive you if you let it happen.

Ricken: Was it that b-

Chester: Worse. Now what do you want?

Ricken: Well, I heard from Elise that you wanted to use magic. I figured I'd ask if you want my help.

Chester: Awe, you do care.

Ricken: I swear I'll do it. I'll give Niles even more this time!

Chester: Understood, Sir Ricken. I'll keep my jokes in check.

Ricken: ...I'm mostly kidding. Besides, you treat me sort of like a younger brother, right? It's not that bad.

Chester: I didn't think about that... You kind of are now, huh? Hey, can you make a potion that would only turn you into a girl? Not make you buxom?

Ricken: Technically, yes. Why would I do that, though?

Chester: Have you ever heard of tennis?

Ricken: I feel this is another joke in poor taste.

Chester: Hey, I just read the script.

Ricken: Script? What are you talking about?

Chester: Don't worry about it. I have to go fix one of our walls. Talk to you later... kid brother.

Ricken: Hey! That's not... I guess it could be worse.

Chester-Odin Dark

C:

Chester: Odin? Can we talk for a bit?

Odin: I'm sorry, what did you call me?

Chester: Odin? That's your name, isn't it?

Odin: ... I am disappointed. I was hoping you might understand. I am the mighty Odin Dark! My name is important; both parts! Without the latter, my enemies wouldn't know to crawl into the depths of their evil hideouts in fear!

Chester: I'm sorry. It's just, I'd rather just call you by your first name.

Odin: Hmm... Yes, but the easy path isn't always the path for truth!

Chester: We're not here to reach out to the truth, though. We're here to abide Garon's orders. Though as per the usual, they're despicable.

Odin: Nevertheless, you must adhere to your comrade's wishes whenever it is in your power! So says Odin Dark!

Chester: I see why Selena calls you Odin Dork.

Odin: Ah, Selena. Truly, she is jealous of my abilities as a sorcerer! Certainly, and with my outfit... All will know to fear a man who fights while bearing himself this way!

Chester: I miss the old Owain.

Odin: What!?

Chester: Nothing. Nothing at all. See you later, Odin Dark.

Odin: ...

B:

Odin: Chester, found you! I've been looking everywhere.

Chester: Don't make it sound so dramatic. It's not like I was hiding from you or anything...

Odin: Of course not. Who could hide from me? Only Niles is that stealthy, and usually he just watches me.

Chester: Way to make it sound weird.

Odin: There is nothing weird about men bonding! But that is not what I came here to discuss. For you see, through my time in the Deep Realm, I meditated. And what I realized was that an accursed, forbidden name left your lips!

Chester: Odin Dork?

Odin: No! The name of the blessed child of Princess Lissa of Ylisse...

Chester: Congrats on selling yourself out harder, Owain Dark.

Odin: ... I should have thought this through. You are a mystery to me, Chester. For someone to come from seemingly another world and to rise in the ranks of Nohr's army so fast... It sounds all too familiar.

Chester: Because you, Severa, and Inigo did it already?

Odin: Would you stop blowing our cover!? We have to be discrete about our business here! If the others found out, it could be disastrous for us!

Chester: Sorry, sorry. Yeah, I know about your history. It's fine with me, though. I know about your adventures in Ylisse too, with Lucina, going back in time, saving the future.

Odin: Chester, would you keep it down!? If anyone knew the mighty Odin Dark was an otherworlder, I might be pursued for my vast knowledge of future technologies!

Chester: I am 200 percent mad. What new technology!? You went backwards!

Odin: This isn't important. I plead with you to keep my history secret.

Chester: Of course I will. I just wanted to be friends with you, Odin. And you had to make it sound so weird.

Odin: I may have a flair for the dramatic... I blame my cousin, Cynthia.

Chester: The Mega Pony Princess?

Odin: I shudder at the thought of her charging into battle, rose petals coating the entire battlefield in fear and confusion. Why did Frederick go to the trouble...?

Chester: So... Who's your dad, then?

Odin: That is... I... Let's say that my real father was a cursed man, caught between light and darkness. He had to overcome his darkest past to marry my mother, and it nearly killed him!

Chester: Ah... Lon'qu?

Odin: You truly impress me with your information networks. Teach me your ways, oh Wise one!

A:

Odin: Chester! Is that you sitting in the mess hall by yourself?

Chester: I just had a very unfortunate encounter, that's all. Why?

Odin: I realized, in my room, that I had a revelation I needed to share with someone. With Selena and Laslow away on separate battlefields, I sought for your light in the eternal darkness.

Chester: What is this about, Odin? Did something happen?

Odin: After talking with the others, I fear my parents may be lost in this world. I was hoping your information network might be sufficient to lay my worries to rest.

Chester: Well, about Lon'qu... I don't know. Your cousin Lucina, Selena, the both of them are with a friend of mine. Robert. He's currently creating a new country in Hoshido named Mirai.

Odin: Lucy's alright? That is good to hear. If anything had happened to her when I had promised to guard her personally...

Chester: Lissa is with my friend Magnus. I just battled him in an arena, before the two of you arrived. She's fine, though I imagine it'd have been awkward if you had met her now.

Odin: Then it is good to hear. Uncle Chrom?

Chester: No idea. Lucina and Lissa have asked Robert and Magnus to look out for him, but they haven't run into him yet. If you want, we can keep a look out for them, too.

Odin: That is a weight off my chest, then. I know that if anyone will manage to happen upon them, one of us will, eventually.

Chester: You're surprisingly upbeat for someone from a dead future. I mean... Selena keeps some people at bay, and Laslow has some pretty bad post-traumatic stress. Compared to them, you're the normal one.

Odin: My mother taught me to lead life with a smile. While I may be eccentric, I mean what I say. That is the promise I made to Cynthia; to keep her spirits up. I hope we can find her, as well.

Chester: At least your mother taught you something to live by. Hopefully, you'll keep our spirits up through the inevitable hard times.

Odin: I'll do my best, Chester. I swear my life on it! For I am Odin Dark!

Chester: A promise is a promise. Now, what say we go training? I need to refine my tome-usage.

Odin: Of course. Let us practice against each other! Just fear my spell hand...

Chester-Niles

C:

Chester: Niles, what are you doing?

Niles: Oh, milord... I'm just scouting the area for traps, enemies, prey.

Chester: Well, have you found any?

Niles: Traps, a few. Years old, left by unprofessional hunters and other parties that rolled through here. Enemies, null. None that can still breathe without a straw, at least.

Chester: Good to know... Prey?

Niles: Excluding the animals I hunted in the forest in your castle, the only prey left would be... in the castle.

Chester: In the castle?

Niles: I speak of our comrades, of course. Though I may no longer be a thief, I still have eyes that seek for treasure. And there is bountiful treasure amongst our friends here.

Chester: Okay, that's uh... Creepy.

Niles: Worried, milord? Or are you concerned you might be on my list of prey?

Chester: How about you don't tell me if I am?

Niles: Suit yourself, Chester. Maybe the surprise will be worth it.

Chester: I... I have to go to bed early tonight. T-try not to do anything dangerous.

Niles: I can't promise that, now. I like danger...

B:

Chester: Niles, the fuck'd you do?

Niles: Whatever do you mean, Lord Chester? I've just been performing my duties as Leo's retainer.

Chester: Do your duties include making Olivia pass out from your stories? You know she can't handle raunchy stories. Or fucked up ones. Or both.

Niles: I'm just saying that blood is an excellent lubricant.

Chester: Niles... It's time to stop.

Niles: I was just joking with the poor girl, that's all. It's hard to find amusement without Sir Leon around.

Chester: You miss him, huh?

Niles: Would that matter to you?

Chester: Well, I know you're close friends, Niles. Managed to move on from the thief lifestyle to become who you are today. You're pretty impressive.

Niles: Is that so, milord? You seem to know a lot about my past. I don't remember telling you any of this. And my memory is pretty sharp.

Chester: Let's just say I have info on everyone in Nohr. And despite all of your quirks, all of your dark pasts and difficult mannerisms and habits, I chose to work with you.

Niles: That's supposed to be a compliment?

Chester: It's the truth. I wouldn't flatter you needlessly.

Niles: Then we agree. Flirtation should be saved for those who mean it.

Chester: Uh, yeah? I guess so...

Niles: So milord, do you come here often?

Chester: And I'm uncomfortable. Thanks for that.

A:

Niles: If it isn't dear Chester... So, how did you enjoy my surprise?

Chester: It was fifty shades of fucked up.

Niles: Oh? I can't imagine spending time with a girl as beautiful as me could be anything but pleasant.

Chester: Two things; one, no it was not. Two, if that eye patch ever comes off again, you are off my team immediately.

Niles: Come now, milord... Weren't you curious to see the other side of me?

Chester: You need to stop.

Niles: Fine, fine. I was joking; mostly joking, anyways. I'm an adult, you know.

Chester: Not the one I needed.

Niles: Besides, I have a great amount of respect for you. Out of all of us, you alone have sought to form friendships with everyone here. You alone have supported or tried to support each and every one of us, no matter how terrifying or intimidating we can be.

Chester: I mean... I think it's important to like who we're with. And I have enjoyed spending time with everyone here. Except you, last night.

Niles: That's understandable. I had fun talking to you as well. How about next time we enjoy ourselves properly?

Chester: And I'm going to bed. See you later, Niles.

S:

Chester: Why is there an S support for this? What the fuck?

Niles: Hey, Chester, I'm back. Just went on a long night killing bears and spies. I felt great.

Chester: Hey, Nil-...why are you a beautiful girl again?

Niles: Oh, I thought you liked me this way better! I mean, besides... I rock this look, don't I?

Chester: I mean, your bust isn't overly pronounced, but your short hair ponytail and your soft lips really make up for it and what am I saying?

Niles: See, you do like me like this. Besides, I wouldn't mind staying this way. Maybe have a child with you, hmhmhm.

Chester: Please don't do this to me, Niles. I want to make my own life choices when it comes to love. And your temptations right now are not helping.

Niles: So you're tempted?

Chester: Damn it... That's not... Look, Niles. I like you; you're a badass with a scary past, but you overcame it. You're a bro when I need you to be, and we've got a matching sense of humor. I just don't want to be forced to do anything.

Niles: But you said you... did like me. Can I have a chance?

Chester: ...Look, fine. I'll flip a coin. Heads, you stay this way and I'll humor you. Tails, you take the antidote again and stop this nonsense. We stay bros.

Niles: Fine, then. Go ahead, flip the coin already.

Chester: And... heads. Shit.

Niles: Hahaha, it's fine, Chester. I was only kidding. Even in this new body... I feel invigorated, you know? But I know you could never love someone like me... I was joking again, that's all.

Chester: Niles... Look, I'm... Not really in a position to say I love anyone. On one hand there's someone I've loved from afar for years, but I can't even think about saying anything to her until I talk to someone important to her. On the other hand there's someone who's become attached to me and... I can't say I don't care for her either... And now you're here, having changed your body for me, saying that to me... Not to mention you're not that bad looking normally either... And this is rather far for you to just be kidding...

Niles: Out of all the people I've met in my life, only two have ever forgiven me for being me. Leo and Odin. You were the third. And unlike the others, I felt we clicked in a way I haven't before... And when I became a girl, I decided to tease you, and it got out of hand. That's my fault.

Chester: I know that, Niles. And I forgave you.

Niles: But it was when it got out of hand that I knew... What I felt was real. Even if it'll hurt, I have to ask... Do you reciprocate my feelings? Could we try to... make this work? Even if you confess to your love later... Even if you leave me... I want to know what love is like.

Chester: Niles... I don't want you to feel like a second choice in a relationship... I don't think I would, but if I were to choose more than one, I wouldn't want anyone involved to feel like a second choice... I don't think I could stomach hurting someone like that... I do reciprocate your feelings, I love you, too, but... I love you as much as I love the others... I... I need time to think, alright? I don't want to make anyone feel like I chose someone over them... But it would be even worse if I left them over someone else... I'd feel like the lowest of scum, lower than the thug who took your eye...

Niles: ...Then all I have to do is wait. Is that what you mean?

Chester: It would mean the world to me if you did.

Niles: Or... I could tell the two girls in question how you feel now, and then... We can make a call earlier.

Chester: I swear to God if you do, I won't put out.

Niles: I'm just kidding, Chester. You know that by now...

Chester: I know, man... Wait, what do I call you when you're a female?

Niles: Hrm, that's a good question. I know... Call me Zero.

Chester: Why that?

Niles: Because... I'm nothing without you by my side.

Chester: ...Gods dammit. Come on. We'll stay together in my quarters. It's the least I can do.

Niles: I know who's getting cuddled!

Jakob-Cherche

C:

Jakob: Cherche, can you not have that insignificant lizard make messes in my courtyard?

Cherche: I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. What did you just say about my dear, precious Minerva?

Jakob: I said, keep your lizard from destroying my castle before I put it to sleep.

Cherche: Oh, look at that. My axe is out. Dear me, what has gotten into me today? Could you repeat that, one more time?

Jakob: I thought Chester said you were a noble's retainer. Not a homeless dragon rider with hearing problems.

Minerva: Rawr!

Jakob: I do not fear you, pest. Try and burn me.

...

Jakob: And that is, once again, how the butler tidies up.

Cherche: How did you... beat us both?

Jakob: I have trained for years to reach the pinnacle of service. Both in the battlefield and off. And it makes my job more difficult when reckless neophytes like yourself come into my castle and make a mess of things. So either control your beast of burden or clean up after her.

Cherche: Don't insult her again, and I might consider it.

Jakob: As you wish. I'll insult you instead. Now, I'll leave you to get up, get healed, and have your hearing checked. Good day!

B:

Jakob: Hm... This part of the castle is spotless today. Who has been attempting to take my job from me?

Cherche: Oh, that was me. I've been cleaning up after myself, like you asked.

Jakob: ...You've been cleaning the entire castle.

Cherche: Exactly. It's one of the things I'm proficient at, and I contribute to everything from dust to mud tracks.

Jakob: I'd prefer you didn't do this and cook all of the meals as well.

Cherche: I just decided to start pulling my weight for us. Minerva's good in a fight, but I can be helpful in other ways.

Jakob: Hm. I see why Virion keeps you around. You're the perfect housewife. If only you talked less...

Cherche: I'll ignore that insult you have thrust at me for now; I do have a question in response.

Jakob: And that would be?

Cherche: Did you become the perfect househusband for Corrin only for her to never notice you?

Jakob: What did you just-

Cherche: Chester mentioned it offhandedly, your affections for your former lord. That's why he wants to avoid fighting her at all costs. He feels for you. But it makes sense to me; she spurned your feelings or never noticed them, so you take it out on everyone else. It's fine; we all have to be kids sometimes.

Jakob: ...

Cherche: It's fine, Jakob. Just be honest and get turned down organically. Then tone down your attitude, and maybe somebody will settle for you. How about that, hon?

Jakob: You have an insufferable attitude, an archaic way of speaking, and a mastery of damaging others emotionally. I have more respect for you now.

Cherche: I'll pretend that means something. I have to go tend to Minerva now. Enjoy being Kellam around your boss.

Jakob: ... I do not know who this Kellam is, but he sounds disappointing.

A:

Cherche: Oh? Minerva, you've been fed. And your scales have been shined...? Who has been touching you without my knowledge?

Jakob: I'd like to point out it's not for ulterior motives.

Cherche: Jakob? You were the one who tended to Minerva while I was gone?

Jakob: I figured it was my duty to repay you for my earlier brevity. I am at times, a bastard, but I also feel regret. I admit that I can be wrong, very wrong. When I met Chester, I considered him a disingenuous idiot with a chip on his shoulder.

Cherche: And since then, you've learned that's not it?

Jakob: He's all that, but he's kind, too. And fun to mess with. I put spiders in his blankets this morning. That screaming was perfect.

Cherche: ...I had to clean that mess up.

Jakob: ...It seems the roles between us have switched. That's fine. I have a great respect for you now, Cherche. No one has ever been that savage to me before, and it was refreshing to meet a girl with such thick skin and a backbone to match. You have earned more than my respect. I'd like to be... friends, if possible.

Cherche: Minerva and I will consider it. Since you took care of her, would you like a ride?

Jakob: Against my better judgment, I'd love to.

Effie-Virion

C:

Virion: Effie, is that you? I was looking all over for you. I heard that you are the strongest in our army.

Effie: I may not be the strongest, but I've had people fear me over it.

Virion: Let me just say; I mean no disrespect when I comment on your abilities. I find you to be impressive, physically and more. And let me add; that I like strong women.

Effie: Are you attempting to flirt with me?

Virion: Attempting? Mayhaps I am succeeding, depending on how you receive this.

Effie: I don't have time for this.

Virion: But Effie, see! You must realize that even in one as busy as you, there is such beauty to be found.

Effie: I'm not going to waste my time with your idle pratter. Chester warned me about this and said not to take it personally.

Virion: Damn... He sabotaged me.

Effie: He probably kept me from reacting less pleasantly. Good day, Virion.

Virion: And like that, she's gone. What a hitter of a woman...

B:

Effie: Virion? I need to speak with you immediately.

Virion: Yes, Effie? Come to entertain yourself with my company? I just made some tea.

Effie: You've been messing with Elise. Stop it.

Virion: Messing with her? I just speak with her like everyone else; a courtesy of my charming personality.

Effie: The charm needs to stay off. It's my job to protect her, and if you're not willing to respect that, I'll have to break you a little.

Virion: Eh... I was just being kind, that's a-all. If you truly want me to restrain myself from being who I am, I can try but-

Effie: Good.

Virion: W-well, that is to say, would you care to join me for tea now? My schedule is pretty open now, it seems.

Effie: Do you have food to go with it?

Virion: I think I have enough to sate us both. Finest crumpets, might I add.

Effie: We'll see about that.

A:

Effie: Virion?

Virion: Oh, Effie! I-I wasn't doing anything! Just sitting alone in my room...

Effie: What's wrong with you? The others have reported you've completely withdrawn from interacting with them. It's odd to see you this way.

Virion: But it was you that requested it, my dear. For me to temper my somewhat flirtatious personality with hesitation and doubt. I was afraid of what would be considered flirting or not, and thus I've receded here to my chambers.

Effie: This isn't what I wanted. I just didn't want you teasing Elise all the time.

Virion: I wasn't trying to do that, Effie. This is just how I interact with others. I plead with you to lift the ban on me!

Effie: ... Fine. Having you like this is considerably more of a pain. But if you ever hurt Elise with your fancy words...

Virion: And again with the threats! Why can't we just relax and have tea, like last time?

Effie: ... It was delightful. I'd enjoy another evening like that. But bring more crumpets.

Virion: Of course, of course! I wouldn't dream of being an inhospitable host! ... And like that, she's gone again... I need to make a quick trip to the local bakery.

Virion-Elise

C:

Elise: Hey, Virion! Play with me!

Virion: Ahhhh! ... Oh, oh... It is just you. For a moment, I thought a friend of mine had returned from the outrealm to haunt my nightmares again.

Elise: What? Virion, you're sweating pretty badly.

Virion: Ahem... Salutations, dear Princess Elise. I am Virion of the former country of Rosanne, seized by the Valmese we fight. I am honoured to fight by your side.

Elise: You talk like the nobleman Daddy keeps around.

Virion: Ah, yes, I imagine you are too young to truly take in and savor the cultured life. Let me tell you, the world of refined eating and conversation is trite, but not with its own advantages. I have learned more valuable information over a cup of tea than as an enemy spy.

Elise: Really? Big Sis Camilla said it wasn't anything more than a bunch of savages who used others like dogs or less.

Virion: Ah... Garon has that kind of nobility. Mmm... How deplorable. We'll have to do something about that. Something...drastic.

Elise: What are you talking about?

Virion: Nothing, my dear Princess. Would you like to spend some time with me? We could take a walk through the countryside, maybe enjoy the wild.

Elise: All the animals in Nohr died, Leo said...

Virion: ...I'm starting to miss Plegia.

B:

Elise: Virion, Virion!

Virion: ...Don't say anything unnecessary. Yes, Elise?

Elise: I wanted for you to tell me stories again! Please, Virion?

Virion: I have nothing to talk about, mademoiselle. It's a shame, but nothing comes to my mind...

Elise: Come on, Virion! You have to know something! Tell me about your friend, the one you're scared of!

Virion: Oh, well... She was a spirited... old lass. A thousand years old and could turn into a dragon. She reminds me of you, her long blonde hair and playful attitude. I still have the burn scars...

Elise: She could turn into a dragon!? Like Corrin!?

Virion: Who?

Elise: Oh.. My big sis. Chester said she could do that, too...

Virion: Please tell me she's my age.

Elise: Well, yeah... She is my big sis.

Virion: That's not saying much. For you, or Chester...

Elise: Tell me more about the nice dragon girl! Please!?

Virion: ... Fine. But if we should come across her, promise me something.

Elise: Yeah, anything!

Virion: Only play hide and seek with Chester.

Elise: Uh, yeah, okay!

A:

Elise: Virion! I came to talk again!

Virion: Elise, please... I have a headache. It was a long day.

Elise: Right... You and Chester dueled, didn't you?

Virion: The man is coming a long way, and quickly. He's very serious about his prospects as a true warrior. I'm impressed.

Elise: I know, right? He's my hero! Ever since I joined him, he's made me feel special... Like the world is alright again...

Virion: ...You remind me of when I first met Cherche. I admired her from afar, of course. She had a wicked tongue even then, and a killer smile. But she was also the greatest housemaid, the greatest flyer...

Elise: Awe, you like Cherche?

Virion: What!? Of course not; our relationship is strictly professional. I know better than to get my hopes up.

Elise: But Virion... If you like someone, you should tell them. If you don't, and someone else makes them fall in love with them first, you would never forgive yourself.

Virion: How would you know about love, princess?

Elise: I... I love someone, and I want to tell them. But I'm afraid to. Every day I try to say it, but I chicken out. One day, I want to do it; to have him see me as the woman who loves him. But I don't have forever, and if I don't get it together, I'll lose him. I don't want you to ever have to feel that way, Virion. The thought alone keeps me up at night...

Virion: For a younger one, you are more understanding than you let on. Let no one suspect you to be an airhead. I will consider what you have said here... You are maturing into a fine young lady, Elise. Your gentleman won't have long to wait.

Elise: Ya think?

Virion: I promise it. I will support you when the time comes.

Elise: And I'll help you! It's a deal!

Virion-Odin

C:

Odin: Virion!? What are you doing here!?

Virion: Ah, you know me? As I understand it, you are a Nohrian Royal's retainer. How would you know me, perchance?

Odin: Er... I ... Chester told me with his information network on the Valmese, of course! He told me all about you and your struggles with Walhart! And how you chased Sully all the way to meet Chrom and his men...

Virion: And if that happened in another world, how could Chester have known that?

Odin: He uh... They're way better than you thought. They caught you sleep talking about it, of course!

Virion: Ah? The many handmaidens I spent my nights with would testify otherwise about the noises I make after the sun has gone down.

Odin: I will... not respond to that. I must go; someone may be in need of my dark magicks!

Virion: And he ran? Interesting. Why does he seem familiar to me...?

B:

Odin: Virion, I came to explain myself the other day.

Virion: Ah, right. When you accidentally let it slip that you were from the future. And that you're Lissa's son?

Odin: Yes, that was what I-Whol told you!?

Virion: Chester conceded the information to me when I threatened him. I warned him what might happen if he didn't tell me; what I might say to Elise...

Odin: Effie would have crushed you.

Virion: And Chester would lose both ways. It was a great pincer movement on my part.

Odin: Chester's going to try and pay you back.

Virion: We made a deal; a mutual agreement that benefits us both. Besides, now that I know the truth, I feel obligated to watch over you. For Lissa's sake.

Odin: I'm not a child anymore! Odin Dark is the feared Dark Mage, a retainer of Prince Leo and feared by all!

Virion: Still have some growing up to do, it seems. I have taken on the job as a duty; you cannot convince me otherwise. I must do it for mon cheri Lissa... A girl I could sympathize with.

Odin: Hey, hey, hey! You better not go and try to woo her, fancy man! I've heard about your exploits now!

Virion: We shall see, won't we?

A:

Virion: Odin! I wish to discuss something important with you.

Odin: What do you need of the Dark Warrior, one cursed by the blood of an Exalted Hero, related to those cursed in the blood of the Fell Dragon!?

Virion: It's about... Well, Cherche. Chester offhandedly let it slip that she had a son. I wanted to ask you who the father is...

Odin: I am not allowed to spill events from the future like that! If a paradox were to be created, I might be forced to face my evil alternate self, Thor the White! Then we would do battle on the highest mountaintop, and I would fall to save the ones I love. For if one of our heartbeats stop, they both would.

Virion: So you'd die?

Odin: But then, through sheer power of the friendships I had forged, my soul would return prematurely, and I would return to my loved ones unharmed!

Virion: That sounds like a bad romance novel ending. ... If you can't tell me who she marries, can you at least tell me if she was... happy?

Odin: Gerome mentioned that the few times she cared for him as a child, she never had a bigger smile on her face than when the family was together.

Virion: That gives me some comfort. Odin, if I perish in the upcoming battles... Promise me you'll keep her alive for me.

Odin: I'll do everything in my power, Virion. I promise.

Virion: Thank you. I think it is time I return to my quarters...

Odin: Virion... Was he... crying?

Cherche-Arthur

C:

Arthur: Cherche, is that you in there?

Cherche: Yes, I was just cleaning out Minerva's stall while Elise leads her on a walk.

Arthur: I'm glad to see Minerva and Elise getting along so well! It warms my heart to see that her kindness radiates for humanity and beyond!

Cherche: You're very protective of her. It reminds me of when I first met Minerva. She protected me from any danger, even though I managed to beat her in our first scuffle.

Arthur: You tamed her by battling her? It would be an honour if you told me of the incident in further detail.

Cherche: Well, she was just a babe in Wyvern Valley. I came across her all alone, and it was love at first sight. I tried to interact with her, but this was before my days as a rider. I was a cleric, and the experience was frightful and painful. Somehow, I won, and I ended up taking her home with me.

Arthur: The entire thing sounds adorable! It warms my heart! I am glad to fight alongside someone like you, Cherche. Just come to old Arthur if you need anything!

Cherche: You're the Nohrian man who became a hero to protect the weak, right? You remind me of a mercenary I once met.

Arthur: A mercenary!? Not I! I do not garner blood money for sport. It's unthinkable that men kill in the name of petty gold. I could never serve a lord like that.

Cherche: Which is why you serve Elise, right? The girl with a heart of gold...

Arthur: Exactly! Speaking of which, it is nearly time for my first scouting party with Niles. Justice never rests!

B:

Arthur: Alas, to think I have been wounded and left for dead by bandits... And then nearly drowned in a river. Twice. Today has not been the best for me...

Cherche: Arthur! I finally found you! Ever since Chester reported your departure, I've been scouting out for you. What happened?

Arthur: Miss Fortune is a cruel mistress! I happened upon a group of bandits stalking some helpless villagers, but their leader, a man with spiked hair of two different colours, he managed to defeat me. I couldn't get a hit off on him... He had fabulous boots and a gruff voice.

Cherche: That's not the information I was looking for, but what happened next?

Arthur: He spared me, but as I tried to stand, I fell down the mountainside and into the river. This was the second time as well... My luck never changes.

Cherche: Like war... Arthur, get on Minerva's back. I'll fly you out of here.

Arthur: Cherche.. My eyes tear up in your beautiful sense of justice! I always knew you were more than met the eye, and you prove it today! I...

Cherche: Arthur? Arthur!? No, he collapsed... What happened to him? I'll have to bring him back immediately!

...

Arthur: Ah... where am I?

Cherche: The infirmary. You passed out. You'd been bitten by a venomous fish, a toxic little bloodsucker named the Nohrian Carvernah. Razor-sharp teeth... Luckily, Niles had some of the antidote on him.

Arthur: Then I owe you my life, fair Cherche. Just know that justice will always repay its favor.

Cherche: Payment is not a factor, Arthur. I just want you to be safe.

Arthur: ... And here I am, tearing up again in awe of your sense of love for your comrades. Can I have a moment?

Cherche: Take all the time you need.

A:

Cherche: Greetings, Arthur. How do you feel?

Arthur: Much better! The antitoxin has finally gotten out of my system! Now I'm right as rain again!

Cherche: I'm glad to hear that, Arthur. Of everyone here, I think you and I can really understand each other.

Arthur: Oh? Why do you think that is?

Cherche: We both have a strong sense of duty guiding us to our futures. We are individuals, but we fight for something greater than us. We have our loyal comrades to give us spirit; you, Effie and Elise. For me, Virion and Minerva... I find solace in our similarities.

Arthur: As do I, Cherche. It is refreshing to enjoy time with someone so alike to me. It gives me hope that justice will live on in others.

Cherche: If we cultivate it in others, our sense of justice or love for animals... It will outlive us. I think we should both work together to create the future we want.

Arthur: Wholeheartedly agreed! Now, let us go scouting! I'd love to team up with you, just to make up for causing you trouble last time.

Cherche: It was no trouble at all, Arthur. I mean that.

Arthur: Cherche... Let me get tissues before we depart.

Arthur-Ricken

C:

Ricken: Agh, another failure... Why is making new spells so difficult?

Arthur: Ricken? I heard your distressed call, and I came to aid you!

Ricken: Arthur? What are you doing here?

Arthur: I just said it, dear lad. Now, what seems to be your problem?

Ricken: I'm trying out this new spell... I made a potion version of it, but it lasts forever unless I use the very specific ingredients to reverse it. So I wanted to try to make a spell that only does it temporarily...

Arthur: And what is the problem with that?

Ricken: Well, every time I try it, it doesn't work. I might be saying the words wrong or perhaps the incantation is written wrong.

Arthur: Let me the see tome. ... Hm... ... Nope, can't make heads or tails of it. However, I can contact a mage I met once. Certainly, she could help you!

Ricken: Really? You'd do that for me, Arthur! Thanks!

Arthur: It isn't a problem! I'll get right on it! Talk to you soon with what I find!

B:

Ricken: Man... I knew trying to do it myself wouldn't work out. Now I'm covered in this... Magic dust! *cough* Ah, it's everywhere! I hope this doesn't have adverse effects on me!

Arthur: Ricken! I have returned from my journey. According to my ally Nyx, the best thing to do in your situation is to gather information from the previous experiments done by others. Preferably a library, or ancient grimoires would be your best bet.

Ricken: It's a bit late; I just messed up another batch! This one was supposed to retain my gender; just make me taller. But no luck... Now I have to... Oh, no...

Arthur: What's wrong, Ricken?

Ricken: I think I just stunted my growth with this one! No! Now I need to find an antidote for this or I might never grow up!

Arthur: Ah, what dastardly cunning mind did this to you? For you to have foul luck so far as mine... We must both be targeted by a cruel harbinger of Fate! Woe is us, cursed in the name of evil!

Ricken: Enough monologuing already! I can make the antidote, I just need your help. Ask your friend for ideas, and tell if she wants, I'll send her my research to help her make it herself.

Arthur: Sure thing, Ricken. Would you like to meet her yourself? Chester has opened up communications with the teams of both Magnus and Robert.

Ricken: Not now. I need to take a bath and get this dust off me before I cover someone else in it. Could you imagine a girl staying young forever with this?

Arthur: Perhaps Elise would enjoy retaining her youth that way. Hahaha, it's a joke. I'll go report to Nyx as fast as possible. Godspeed, Ricken!

Ricken: Yeah, yeah... When did I become such a cynic?

A:

Arthur: Ricken, I have returned once more! Nyx has procured an antidote for you. Her one request is that you use it wisely. There is no going back once you take this.

Ricken: Give it here!

Arthur: Here you go, sir. It took her a while, but she had enough time. Said something about some idiot nearly killing himself to get her the ingredients. I feel such deep connection to another brave soul, willing to risk his life for justice.

Ricken: Arthur, thank you. You've been an incredible help to me. I'm glad you're kind to me... Not everyone was nice back when I was learning magic.

Arthur: Don't worry, Ricken. Justice is friends with all who seek the light, and you are one of the youngest pursuers of justice I've met on this journey. In fact, I shall make you my apprentice of Justice!

Ricken: Can I get a cool costume? Can I? Can I?

Arthur: Of course... Perhaps something that masks your face... I'll ask Cherche to sew something for you.

Ricken: That's awesome! Thanks, Arthur!

Olivia-Niles

C:

Niles: Olivia, there you are.

Olivia: Ahhh! Oh, it's just you, Niles. I thought you were someone else sneaking up on me.

Niles: I would hope not. Chester would have a fit.

Olivia: Why would he be upset by that?

Niles: Nothing, just talking to myself. I heard that you're a dancer of exquisite skill.

Olivia: Well, I d-don't think I'm really as good as they say. I try my hardest, but I'm not very confident in it.

Niles: And I came to correct that. You need to have confidence, girl, and I know exactly the way to get it.

Olivia: W-what do you mean? We're not going to curse in public, right?

Niles: Not if you don't want to.

Olivia: Then what are you suggesting we do?

Niles: I know of a place in town. A smaller tavern, out of the way. Nice clientele. A niche for dancers. You might be able to get a public show in. That might fix your confidence, right as rain.

Olivia: Oh... I don't know about that. Chester might get upset if we're off duty and-

Niles: Just tell him you have errands to run. He'll let you get away with it. Come on. What's there to lose?

Olivia: ... A-alright. I'll trust you.

Niles: Bad mistake, kid. I'll come collect you some night soon. Be ready.

B:

Olivia: Niles, is that you?

Niles: Why yes it is, my dear. How do I look?

Olivia: You... You're... a girl!?

Niles: Ricken whipped me up a little something special. So tonight, it's just us girls having the time of our lives. I thought it'd be fun to try and dance, too.

Olivia: Oh... I guess if you're with me, I'll feel less frightened.

Niles: Of course. Everything tonight is for your benefit, I promise.

Olivia: Okay, t-then. Let's go.

...

Olivia: Niles...

Niles: I know, Olivia. I assure you, when they told me about the place, I didn't know it was that kind of...

Olivia: What do we do?

Niles: Well, we could just run, but I'd lose the deposit... I suppose I'll take the stage.

Olivia: But Niles... What they're asking is...

Niles: It's just dancing. It's all about confidence. And I have it in spades, my dear.

Olivia: Niles... How can you go up there without a second thought? I'd be scared to death!

Niles: ...A long time ago, I was a very bad man. A thief, and one who had to fight to survive. I stole and even killed to get away. I regret every bit of it, but I can't change my past. I learned to accept myself for who I am, the good and the bad. That's why I can face this thing with a smile. What can a bunch of drunken bar patrons do to me that I haven't gone through myself?

Olivia: ...Niles... If it'll make you feel better, I'll join you.

Niles: Olivia, you don't have to. I know you're terrified, and this is...

Olivia: I may not be very confident in myself... But I do what I do for my friends. I care about them... I love them. And that includes you, Niles. So let's get up there and give them a dance to remember!

Niles: ... Mhmhm. Keep up that spunk and you'll do just fine...

A:

Olivia: Niles? Niles, come on. Talk to me.

Niles: Olivia.

Olivia: Niles, why won't you come out? I want to talk!

Niles: Fine... Olivia, what do you want from me?

Olivia: Why have you locked yourself up in your room? Why have the others been saying you look dead inside? I'm concerned for your health.

Niles: ...The truth is... I knew what that tavern was like from the start.

Olivia: So you knew it was a strip bar!?

Niles: I track you guys into town to look out for danger. I encountered a man who stalked you quite exclusively. Several times I attempted to eliminate him, but he outmaneuvered or overpowered me. When I heard of that bar, I thought of a plan. I'd use you to lure him there defenseless, and then I'd...

Olivia: Why didn't you tell the others?

Niles: I did, and Chester nearly went on a witch hunt over it. Hence why I said others shouldn't tempt their fate with you. I only did what I did because... I'd be okay if he killed me. A fitting end to a thief like me...

Olivia: Niles, that's not true! You're a better person than that!

Niles: As if. I manipulated you, and made you do something... so obscene. Just to keep you safe.

Olivia: You did it, too.

Niles: Huh? So?

Olivia: You can't lie to me. When we got up there, I felt your tension, your fear of being on stage. You may be confident in yourself as a fighter, but as a woman or a man, you think you're lacking. Right?

Niles: ...

Olivia: You were terrified of going up there. I imagine you could have cried. But you stayed strong just because you knew it would save me. Right? How could an evil person do that much for a stranger?

Niles: Considering what we've both seen, stranger is not the word to use anymore.

Olivia: It's not. You're my friend, Niles, a dear friend. You stayed with me through a very hard time, and it actually did help me feel more confident. So I'm not mad. I forgive you, okay?

Niles: ...Okay. I'll trust your words. I hope that you can help me when I make a leap of faith myself, soon enough.

Olivia: Oh? What are you doing?

Niles: ...Confessing. I expect to be turned down, but... If I am, Olivia... I want you to do what I can't. You won't get that now, but one day you will, okay?

Olivia: I...I'll do my best.

Niles: And if worse comes to worse... I'll just tell Chester who was in the audience. If he found out his friends had been there, I may get off the hook entirely.

Olivia: So those gentlemen in the front row...

Niles: Yep. I'll see you later, Olivia. And thank you, for coming to talk to me. I feel much better.

Olivia-Odin

C:

Odin: My magic hand demands blood! Gah, I can barely control my arm of darkness...

Olivia: Odin? What are you muttering about in here?

Odin: Oh... Olivia. Sorry if I disturbed you, my... Magic hand demands to be used. It's a curse on my royal blood.

Olivia: You're a royal? Of Nohr?

Odin: Uh, no. A foreign, faraway kingdom you've never heard of. Nothing to be concerned with, I guarantee you. Hehehe...

Olivia: Oh, I see...

Odin: However, you surprise me yourself. A beautiful girl like you being anything less than a royal shocks me. I can't imagine it'll be long before one proposes to you.

Olivia: O-Odin!? What are you on about? Me, a royal!? I couldn't handle the stress...

Odin: I doubt that. My magical abilities have allowed me to gaze into the future! Without a doubt, I assure you that a royal will one day make his love known. I promise it.

Olivia: I don't know what you're talking about, but... There's no way a royal could love me. If you're alright, I'll see myself out, then.

Odin: Foolish girl. You can't fight fate. Our destiny comes for us all... Taking our loved ones from us far too soon... And so the black wind howls...

B:

Odin: And it was on this day that my cousin, Laslow... He found a headband, covered in blood. And as he cried into my arms, all I could do was stand there like an idiot... I owe my life to him, and if I can keep his mom safe in this timeline... I will do anything.

Olivia: Odin? What are you doing out here? I thought only I knew about this clearing.

Odin: Oh, Olivia... My magical prowess allowed me to find a particular artifact here that would grant me incredible power. However, it is of no use to one so powerful as I. Would you perhaps like it instead?

Olivia: What is this? It's a little figurine... It looks like me.

Odin: A friend of mine made it from some clothes his mother... gave him. He made it in your image.

Olivia: It's so beautiful... But why did he model it after me?

Odin: I can't explain his reasonings at this time. It's a secret I have to keep to my chest. Just know that one day, you will know the whole truth.

Olivia: Can you give him my thanks, at least? This is wonderful craftsmanship...

Odin: His half-brother helped him make it... A cleric named Brady.

Olivia: ... Can I have his name?

Odin: Well... It's a retainer of Lord Xander's... Laslow.

Olivia: Well, I hope I get to meet him soon.

Odin: I do too, Olivia. For now, it's getting late. We should head back to camp before someone misses us.

Olivia: I'd be delighted for you to walk me back. Take my hand...

Odin: Uh... Okay... Did I hear a growl come from the forest?

Olivia: I didn't hear anything...

Odin: ... Perhaps I have summoned shadow people again. I'll ignore it as you said. Come, I'll lead the way, dearest Olivia...

A:

Odin: And to think Chester could lecture me on the rules of this so-called Bro code for several hours... I should have not made missteps as I did before. But if Olivia falls for him... What will happen to Laslow?

Olivia: Odin? I came to speak with you.

Odin: Ahahaha... Just recanting the darkest of spells I know, preparing for the endless battle. I heard there's a skeleton war going on in Northern Nohr right now. I'm excited to visit a Boo Camp.

Olivia: Odin... I had a talk with Chester about this figurine. After he had a manly cry, he explained to me the truth of your origins. Owain... Son of Lissa.

Odin: Then the truth is out. It's true, Olivia. Laslow's real identity is Inigo, your son from the future. He made that figurine of you after you passed away in the future, and the second I met you... I had to protect you. I even had Niles promise to do his part, too. That's probably why he...

Olivia: Niles... Odin, you went to all this trouble for me?

Odin: It was no trouble. I owe so much to Laslow; I love him like the brother I never had. And you are family, too. I came to protect you, and I won't hesitate to do that.

Olivia: ... Odin, it's alright. I'll do my best, too. To protect you.

Odin: W-what?

Olivia: You went so far for your friend, but you're sad, too, right? You lost your parents as well... If you protected me for my son, then I'll protect you for him, too. It's okay to be honest with your feelings, Odin.

Odin: ... I must resist... My dark reputation would be lost if I... If I... *hugs Olivia, breaking into tears* Olivia... I miss them. I had to lose them, not once but twice... and I... I just wanted them back!

Olivia: It's okay, Odin. Until we reunite you with Lissa, I'll keep you safe. So just let it all out, okay?

Odin: *continuing to cry into her shoulder* I... Odin Dark will accept his fate! So please... Just hold me a little longer.

Olivia: I will, Odin. It's all going to be okay, now.